ST. GEORGE — Below is a letter I recently sent to Donald Trump. He won’t see it, but we still do what we do. The words of the song can surely apply to all of us.
Dear President Trump,
Both you and I will most likely be dead within the next 10 years. I don’t know about you, but that is a rather sobering thought to me.
Below are the words of the song “How Small We Are, How Little We Know,” by Earl Wilson Jr. As I have memorized it, I frequently recite it back to myself. I would suggest that you do the same, as it speaks the truth very directly.
We laugh, we cry,
We live, we die,
and when we’re gone
the world goes on.
We love, we hate,
We learn too late
how small we are,
how little we know
We hear, we touch,
we talk too much
of things we have
no knowledge of.
We see, we feel,
yet can’t conceal
how small we are,
how little we know.
See how the time
moves swiftly by,
we don’t know how,
we don’t know why.
We reach so high
and fall so low
the more we learn,
the less we know.
Too soon the time
to go will come,
too late the will
to carry on.
And so we leave,
too much undone,
how small we are,
how little we know.
Mr. President, our Country is now “running on empty” (with soon to be dire consequences), and you and your Administration are a major part of it. It is still possible that you could redeem yourself and leave office viewed with some favor, rather than having been a monumental curse to our body politic. It would be my fervent wish that you would choose redemption. If there is any such thing as a final reckoning of our soul before our Maker, that surely should cause you pause!
Best wishes to you and your family,
Warren S. Wright
St. George, Utah
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